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The Protector by Jesse G Cover Reveal!!!

1/31/2015

The landscape of Miami is already HOT HOT HOT! Jessie G is bringing even more HOTNESS with her 3rd book in the Sizzling Miami Series. We would like to introduce you to Master Saul Alvarez, Javier Escardo and Kyle Jensen our Main Characters and Models for "The Protector" Book Cover.

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Release Date for The Protector is on February 15th

The Book Description

There was a time when Master Saul Alvarez filled his days fighting and his nights teaching willing subs the pleasure of his whip. His compassionate understanding of the masochist mind makes him the most sought after professional sadist in the Miami BDSM community. Neither role invites long term relationships, but he’s comfortable with his solitary existence until he is charged with guarding Durango’s prized whore. One look into those terror filled eyes has him vowing to risk it all to save the beautiful man. Javier Escardo had been praying for death, but never expected the stone cold killer he got in response. One glimpse into those sinful eyes reveals not only the promise of retribution, but a reason to live. Eight years later, free and mostly sane, Javier is determined to take what belongs to him. Saul’s heart. Through hell and back, through layers of pain and shifting realities, that one truth has remained firm. His protector needs saving and he can’t do it alone. Hidden beneath the public persona, Kyle Jensen is a man who craves to be invisible without being insignificant. He longs to find a Master who will see his need to be taken over without abusing him and a lover who will care about him beyond the sexual games. It isn’t until he encounters the smoldering combination of Saul and Javier that he realizes it was never supposed to be just one partner at all. Can two battered hearts be mended by the love of a third? Kyle becomes the light to their darkness, and he’s willing to risk his heart for theirs, but when the past threatens Saul, will Javier’s sacrifice destroy them all?

Jessie G. Bio

Like many readers, the dream of being a writer has been with me a long time. After three decades of trying, I'd begun to doubt. Thanks to social media, I followed my favorite authors hoping to glean some words of wisdom as I pounded out half-formed ideas with alarming regularity. Two repetitive themes emerged: To be a great writer you must read a lot and your butt must be in the chair every day like it's a job. The more you write, the easier it will be to write and the better you will be at writing. I took that advice to heart and write every day. With two published books and counting, it's been amazing to have made this dream my reality. I am a firm believer in marriage equality, love at first sight, power dynamics and happily ever after. I'm a lover of strong secondary characters and series filled with families, biological or chosen. All are themes you'll find throughout my books.

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Memories Of Forgotten Love by Cheryl Headford Blog Tour! 4 Star Review, Excerpt and Giveaway!!!

1/28/2015

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Mini Blog Tour – Memories of Forgotten Love by Cheryl Headford
Title: Memories of Forgotten Love
Author: Cheryl Headford
Publisher: Featherweight Press
Genre: Young Adult, Gay Romance, Mystery
Length: Novella (135 pages)
GMR 4 STAR REVIEW!!!

After waking from a coma, Noah discovers that memories are tricky things and sometimes blissful ignorance isn't such a bad thing. Noah wakes from a coma with no memory of who he is. As his memories return they become stranger and more sinister at every turn. He begins to suspect the accident in which he was injured wasn't an accident at all, and refuses to accept what everyone is saying that he threw himself off his balcony in a suicide attempt. It just doesn't feel like something he would do. Struggling to come to terms with the shocking story he gradually uncovers, he's helped by his friends. Yet, his best friend, Luke is acting strangely, leaving Noah to wonder just what exactly he isn't telling him.

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Memories of Forgotten Love by Cheryl Headford!!!

Noah wakes up from a coma and has no clue who he is but that might not be a bad thing after all. Now his memories are slowly coming back but they are not good memories at all. Everyone is telling him that he tried to commit suicide by jumping off a balcony. Deep down he knows that is not actually what happened. His friends are trying to help him to fully remember exactly what occurred. His best friend Luke is acting quite weird, making Noah think what is he actually hiding.

I enjoyed this story as it was a great MM intriguing story filled with suspense and drama. Noah wakes to no memory and everyone telling him he did this horrific thing. Luke who was a friend turned boyfriend is acting very strange. Luke almost lost the love of his life and he has had to deal with so many emotions. With the help of Luke his memories are coming back faster and faster. The big question of what caused Noah's accident is the big mystery of the story. Did he really do those things that people are saying he did? Did he really try to kill himself? Why is Luke acting so weird and sketchy? Is someone really after me and should I be afraid? I really enjoyed the characters and writing style of this author. It had all the great elements of a brilliant MM mystery novel with a love story!!!

Excerpt

I didn’t go back to my room. I went outside into the garden. I needed space. I needed time to think alone. I headed for my favourite place, a wooden bench under a rose arbour near a stone koi pond. I walked along a shady path between clipped hedges and turned the corner into my special place. There was someone there. My first reaction was extreme annoyance. This was MY place and I needed it. How dare someone be here? However, as I drew closer, I recognised the pale hair, brushing the surface of the pool as its owner leaned over to trail his fingers in the water.

Luke clearly didn’t hear me approach as he didn’t stir, and I was able to get right up close without him noticing. This gave me a chance to examine him closely. He was tall, although not quite as tall as me, and slender, although by no means skinny. His hair was too long, almost reaching his shoulders, and fell in unruly waves. He was wearing black jeans and a black shirt. He always wore black, as if trying to magnify the effect of his hair. I smiled. That was Luke, a man of contrasts.

The first time we’d met—well no, not the first time but the first time in this part of my life—I’d been skinnier than him; weak, wasted away. But since then I’d filled out a lot. I worked so very hard and my muscles were toned again. I was strong. I still walked with a pronounced limp and I still had a degree of weakness in my left hand and arm…and I still had to think carefully about what I wanted to say or I stammered and got things confused, but on the whole I was bigger and stronger than he was and he appeared…frail, slumped, dejected, defeated.

I experienced something almost maternal as I stood and looked down at him. He hadn’t been near me for ages. Why was he hiding out here? I felt an almost irresistible urge to touch him, to stroke his hair, to take him in my arms but that, of course, would have been wholly inappropriate. We had become close again, but not that close. He wouldn’t have appreciated it, I was sure of that.

While I was watching him, he sensed my presence and his head jerked up. He didn’t smile in greeting as he usually did, he just stared at me. He had been crying. His eyes went wide and they shone like pale sapphires set in a fine piece of jewellery. He seemed stunned. Of course, I had no way of knowing then what he saw in that moment. I sat down on the low stone wall over which he was leaning to trail a hand in the water. For a moment, my own shock and anger were forgotten.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” He blinked and turned his face away, clearly embarrassed.

“Bollocks.”

We were both silent for a time. I watched Luke and Luke stared fixedly into the water. When had this wall grown up between us? “You haven’t been to see me for ages.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I needed time to think.”

“Think? Think about what?”

“About all the things you want from me—need from me—that I can’t give.”

“That sounds ominous. I don’t want anything from you, only truth and honesty.”

“And those are some of the things I can’t give you.”

“Are you sure?”

“I knew this would happen. That’s why I haven’t come. I couldn’t face you knowing you would be like this. You were always the same. You could never just let things lie.”

“I’m not going to apologise for that.”

“I wouldn’t ask you to. It’s one of the best things about you.”

The awkward silence fell again, and I didn’t know how to break it. I found that I was picking at the stone with a fingernail.

“Luke…what kind of person am I?”

He didn’t look up, just carried on staring at the water, making little circles with his finger.

“What?”

“Let’s face it…you’ve known me longer than I have. What kind of person am I?”

“I don’t know. I know what kind of person you were.”

“Then, what kind of person was I?”

“You were strong, stubborn, opinionated sometimes. You were gentle, and kind, and wise. You were patient with a clumsy, impulsive, insensitive friend. You were a good man, a great friend, a…You were… amazing.”

“Was I a coward? Was I a quitter? Was I…was I…?”

He glanced up quickly. “No, no, you were never that. Never a coward. You were…you are the bravest person I know.”

“Then why…?” I found it hard to say because I found it so hard to accept, to believe. “Was I the kind of person who would jump off a balcony to kill myself?”

His eyes went wide, such colour as there was draining from his face. He seemed shocked, scared. He licked his lips and swallowed hard. “How did you…?”

“New shrink. He didn’t know I didn’t know.” “Oh.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Yeah, right. How was I going to bring up that subject? Oh by the way, Noah, did you know, did you realise that right after we had the worst row we’d ever had, right after I stormed off vowing never to see you again, you jumped out of your window and tried to kill yourself? Strangely enough, the opening never arose.”

About Cheryl Headford

Cheryl was born into a poor mining family in the South Wales Valleys. Until she was 16, the toilet was at the bottom of the garden and the bath hung on the wall. Her refrigerator was a stone slab in the pantry and there was a black lead fireplace in the kitchen. They look lovely in a museum but aren’t so much fun to clean.

Cheryl has always been a storyteller. As a child, she’d make up stories for her nieces, nephews and cousin and they’d explore the imaginary worlds she created, in play.

Later in life, Cheryl became the storyteller for a re-enactment group who travelled widely, giving a taste of life in the Iron Age. As well as having an opportunity to run around hitting people with a sword, she had an opportunity to tell stories of all kinds, sometimes of her own

making, to all kinds of people. The criticism was sometimes harsh, especially from the children, but the reward enormous.

It was here she began to appreciate the power of stories and the primal need to hear them. In ancient times, the wandering bard was the only source of news, and the storyteller the heart of the village, keeping the lore and the magic alive. Although much of the magic has been lost, the stories still provide a link to the part of us that still wants to believe that it’s still there, somewhere.

In present times, Cheryl lives in a terraced house in the valleys with her son, dog, hamster and two cats. Her daughter has deserted her for the big city, but they’re still close. She’s never been happier since she was made redundant and is able to devote herself entirely to her twin loves of writing and art

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Artistic Endeavor by Whitley Gray Blog Tour! 4.5 Star Review, Excerpt, and Giveaway!!!

1/27/2015

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Artistic Endeavor
Whitley Gray
Genre: MM Romance
Release Date: January 7, 2015
Book Pages: 118
GMR 4.5 Star Rating

When friends ask one-night stand connoisseur Michael Esteban to introduce college professor and virgin Cobey Miller to the joys of sex, Michael balks. Lust is his thing, not leading a twenty-five year old novice. But shy Cobey has problems meeting men, and their introduction fuels Michael’s decision to help Cobey become a gay-sex-loving guy. It’ll all be fun and games—unless someone falls in love.

GMR 4.5 STAR REVIEW!!!

Artistic Endeavor, a beautiful M/M Romance novel by Whitley Gray!!!

Cobey Miller has spent a lot of time on his career and now it is time to focus on his love life and that is not so easily done. A virgin at 25 and has no clue on how to get men and lets just say he has no game. Michael Esteban is the complete opposite as he is a pro at one-nighters and casual sex. He has no time to teach some virgin guy and a very shy one at that, the ropes of gay sex. That all changes when Michael meets Cobey and see's how hot he is and that his shyness is mixed with a playful side so he decides to help him out.

I really enjoyed this story and the author created such fun and unique characters, I was pulled into these guys right away. I really didn't expect to like Michael as I thought he would be rough with attitude but he actually was a nice guy just afraid of getting hurt. Cobey was just a sweet guy that you wanted to protect and hug and show him the ways. It was great that the author showed in Michael that you might think there's nothing left to learn but he actually learned some great life lessons from Cobey.

The author did a brilliant job with the undeniable hot chemistry between these very different guys and basically their looking for the same thing even though they don't yet realize it. The authors writing style was quite good and she writes with such ease that the story flows beautifully from page to page. This is a very sweet and sexy love story and I recommend it to everyone.

EXCERPT

In the dimly lit bar, Michael drummed his fingers on the table. “Maybe you should have let me meet him somewhere without you two along as chaperones.”

Eli chuckled. “It took me a week to convince him to meet you. He’d never go for the blind date thing.”

“Well, he’s late. Sure he’ll show?”

“Relax.” Burke massaged Eli’s neck. “He’ll be here.”

Ordinarily Michael looked forward to sizing up a new man. In fact, he’d already taken stock of every guy in the room. If Cobey didn’t show, the bartender looked like a good prospect. Prolonged eye contact, a big grin, and a wink when serving Michael’s beer. Yep, good prospect. Someone new.

Of course, Cobey would be new. Too new. Michael sighed. How was he supposed to introduce himself? Hello. I’m the guy our mutual friends have asked to be your sex instructor. How’s it hangin’? Yippee.

“There.” Eli nodded at the entrance. “Just coming in.”

For a moment it was too crowded to see much, but the herd of patrons parted. Michael licked his lips. Well, well, well. The picture hadn’t done Cobey justice. Nicely wide shoulders, narrow hips, hair a man could get a grip on. Dark eyes. A perfect mouth—full but not too full. How was it possible this gorgeous male specimen had never been intimate with another guy? And Michael had the opportunity to be the first one.

I can certainly sacrifice myself for the greater good by teaching him.

WHITLEY GRAY’S BIO:

Once upon a misspent youth, Whitley read and wrote stories under the covers at night. At some point, real life intervened, bringing with it responsibilities and a career in the medical field. After years of technical writing, Whitley became enamored of romance and took on the challenge of giving it a try. Inventing characters and putting them through paces in interesting ways turned out to be addictive, and along the way, Whitley discovered having two heroes is twice as nice. A pot of coffee, quiet, and a storyline featuring a couple of guys makes for a perfect day.

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Godsend by Sloan Johnson Cover Reveal and Giveaway!!!

1/25/2015

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Title: Godsend

Author: Sloan Johnson

Genre: Adult, Gay Romance

Coming: February 2015

You can’t choose who you fall in love with. Despite knowing from a young age that he was gay, Scott Murphy couldn’t imagine life without Shelly. He threw away the labels and had eleven amazing years with her, but now, he feels even more lost trying to figure out how to move on after Shelly’s death. After nearly a year of watching Scott fade away, Shelly’s father forces him to start living again.

As much as Chris loathes the idea of attending a bereavement group week after week, it’s one of the only places he can go in this town, other than the bar, to not feel so alone. When there’s nothing to distract him or dull his senses, he spends too much time obsessing over how he should have been able to help his sister. When Scott shows up at his group session, Chris decides that maybe some good can come out of his sister’s death.

There’s no denying that Chris is the first man to catch Scott’s attention in a long time, but how can he move on when just thinking of Shelly sends him to his dark place?

The road to recovery won’t be an easy one, but Chris is determined to help Scott see that life is still worth living. But before Scott can allow himself to admit what he feels for Chris, he knows he has to reveal the full truth about Shelly’s death.

Sloan Johnson is a big city girl trapped in a country girl’s life. While she longs for the hustle and bustle of New York City or Las Vegas, she hasn’t yet figured out how to sit on the deck with her morning coffee, watching the deer and wild turkeys in the fields while surrounded by concrete and glass.

When she was three, her parents received their first call from the principal asking them to pick her up from school. Apparently, if you aren’t enrolled, you can’t attend classes, even in Kindergarten. The next week, she was in preschool and started plotting her first story soon after.

Later in life, her parents needed to do something to help their socially awkward, uncoordinated child come out of her shell and figured there was no better place than a bar on Wednesday nights. It’s a good thing they did because this is where she found her love of reading and writing. Who needs socialization when you can sit alone in your bedroom with a good book?

Now, Sloan is a tattooed mom with a mohawk and two kids. She’s been kicked out of the PTA in two school districts and is no longer asked to help with fundraisers because she’s been known to lose herself with a good book and forget she has somewhere to be.

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Moment of Impact by Karen Stivali Blog Tour! 5 Star Review, Excerpt, Guest Post and Giveaway!!!

1/23/2015

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Title: Moment of Impact (Book 1 of the Moments In Time Series)
Author: Karen Stivali
Length: 33.000 words / 140 pages (novella)
Genre: New Adult, contemporary romance, gay romance, M/M
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

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Synopsis

Outside Collin Fitzpatrick’s dorm room is a dangerous place. Beyond his door the students of his small, conservative college think he’s straight, as does his Catholic family who’d disown him if they learned the truth. Inside, he’s safe with his incredibly sexy roommate Tanner D’Amico. Their room makes a perfect place to hide away and fall in love. The moment they cross the line from roommates to lovers, Collin becomes caught between their heavenly passionate encounters and the hellish reality that someone might find out and destroy everything. Tanner’s not used to being so confined, and wants to show the world how much he loves Collin. But Collin’s not sure he’s ready for the impact stepping outside will make.

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Moment of Impact-Book 1 in Moments In Time by Karen Stivali!!!

Outside of Collins safe room with his sexy roommate, the worlds a very dangerous place for him as his college mates, his Catholic family and friends think he is straight. The only other person inside Collins safe world is Tanner his very sexy roommate. One night as they crossed from friends to lovers , Collin knew that there was no going back and the reality of anyone finding out was the most terrifying aspect of his life. Tanner has not lived so safe, not the way that Collin has. He is not use to this secret double life as he wants to show the world his beautiful lover but Collin has so much to loose or does he?

Their love started in their college dorm room one night that they share as roommates and Collin loves keeping Tanner all to himself in the safe world that he has created. This causes some problems between the guys as Tanner wants their love to grow outside of their room but Collin is just too afraid of being found out. When Collin finally realizes that Tanner is worth the risk, an accident happens that forces him too anyways.

I loved how the story started with just them as roommates and they fell for each other and the passion between Collin and Tanner was so incredibly hot. This was such a beautiful and yet realistic view of many gay relationships and the author captured it brilliantly. I thought the huge difference in their upbringing was so well written and set up the characters perfectly for this beautiful love story. This was my first novel by this author and I greatly enjoyed it. Her writing flowed so beautifully from page to page and the intense chemistry and the love between these guys was the absolute best. I found myself rooting for their love and not wanting this love story to ever end. I highly recommend Moment of Impact for everyone who enjoys a great love story between two beautiful men!!!

Friends to lovers stories

Once you reach adulthood chances are the people who know you best are your friends. Sure, your family members may have known you longer, but when it comes to knowing who you are, in the present, at the moment, friends usually top the list. They're the people you've shared the same experiences with, they've likely seen you at your best and at your worst and somehow manage to like you anyway. You tell your friends your likes and dislikes, your hopes and dreams, awkward stories about your past, aspirations for your future. And often times they know your secrets. You confess your crushes, your conquests, your failures. Friends hear it all.

So what happens when you have a secret you can't share with your friend? Like maybe the fact that lately (or for a while) you've been thinking about them as more than just a friend? Do you risk telling them? It could be the best thing ever IF they feel the same. It could ruin the friendship. It could be the best thing for a while and THEN ruin the friendship. All the logical thinking in the world can go right out the nearest window when ther person you're attracted to is in the room. And if that person is a close friend, you've got some serious thinking to do.

That's why I love writing friends-to-romance novels. The dynamic between friends is already unique and special. It adds that extra element of fear, potential gain or potential loss, risk of something you care about for something that might be even better. Or might not.

In MOMENT OF IMPACT Collin and Tanner have known each other casually for two years. They've lived in the same dorm, hung out some, always gotten along. But their junior year they're roommates, living together for the first time in one tiny dorm room. Their friendship has grown stronger but so has Collin's crush on Tanner. And that's not the only problem. To the best of Collin's knowledge Tanner is straight. And Collin's never told a soul that he's been questioning his own sexuality for years. Tension? Worry? Freaking out? Collin experiences it all as his feelings overwhelm the rational part of his brain...and he gets the shock of his life when he finds out Tanner's had feelings for him too. To find out what happens when these two friends become lovers, read Moment Of Impact. And if you want to find out more as their journey continues at different stages in the future, pick up the other books in the series when they release in March and May.

EXCERPT 1 from MOMENT OF IMPACT: (400 words)

I didn’t know how to phrase what I wanted to ask.

“You’ve, like, been with guys?”

Tanner nodded. “Yes.”

“Plural?”

“Two.”

The thought turned me on and made me jealous in equal measure, but I couldn’t even tell what I was jealous about—the fact that he’d done this before or the fact that it had been with someone other than me.

“Here?”

“No. No one at school. Last summer, when I worked at that restaurant on Fire Island, there was another waiter. He was a few years older than me, and I guess he saw what I’d been afraid to admit. We were closing one night, and no one else was there. One minute we were covering the salad dressings in the walk-in, and the next he was kissing me with my dick in his hand.”

The feeling returned. A pang, deep in my stomach, twisting and burning. What he was describing wasn’t much different from what I’d pictured when Tanner mentioned getting a job with me at Gino’s. Only this was him and some other dude. An older guy, who probably had way more experience.

“Obviously you liked it.”

“Yeah. And it scared the crap out of me. So I get it, you know? If you’re not sure, or you’re over there losing your shit about this, I understand.”

“Who was the second guy?”

Tanner planted his hand in his hair and scratched the back of his head. I wanted to feel his hair under my fingers again. “I went back to my mom’s place in the city, for a week between when the summer job ended and I was due to move in here. There was this guy in her building. Our age. He was home for break too, and we hooked up one night.”

Hooked up? What does that even mean? I felt like an idiot not knowing. My blood was back to whooshing in my ears so fast I couldn’t concentrate. I had questions. So many questions they all jumbled together.

“How come you never said anything?”

“Like I said, I thought you were straight.”

“You still could have told me.”

“You could have told me too.”

Touché. My fingers ran along the edge of my pillowcase, playing with the trim as I screwed up the courage to say what was playing on an endless loop in my brain. “Tanner?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m gay.”

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About the author

Karen Stivali is a prolific writer, compulsive baker and chocoholic with a penchant for books, movies, and fictional British men. She’s also the multiple award-winning author of contemporary and erotic romances. Her lifelong fascination with people has led her to careers ranging from hand-drawn animator, to party planner, to marriage and family counselor, but writing has always been her passion. Karen enjoys nothing more than following her characters on their journey toward love. Whether the couples are m/f or m/m, it’s guaranteed that Karen’s novels are filled with food, friendship, love, and smoking hot sex—all the best things in life.

When Karen isn’t writing (and often when she is), she can be found on Twitter attempting witty banter and detailing the antics of her fruit-loving cat, BadKitteh. She loves to hear from readers (and other writers), so don’t hesitate to contact/follow/like her at:

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This Charming Man by Ajax Bell! 5 Star Review, Excerpt, Sample Download and Giveaway!!!

1/20/2015

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This Charming Man
Ajax Bell
Released: November 1, 2014
Genres: MM Romance and Contemporary
Pages: 358
Publisher: Jugum Press
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Blurb:
WILL SEATTLE MAKE A MAN OF HIM YET?
It’s 1991 and Steven Frazier has danced away half a decade in the Seattle club scene with his beautiful-but-poisonous best friend, Adrian. Two glittering princes against the world, too high above life to care about what they might be missing.
But everything changes when a chance meeting with older—not to mention handsome—businessman John Pieters, reveals a cosmopolitan world and possible futures Steven’s never considered.
Flashy club clothes won’t impress John, this charming man who knows so much about many things. Motivated by fantasies inspired by his crush on John, can Steven finally fight Adrian’s sick hold?
As he steps out into the larger world, supported by new friends, Steven must prove to John—and to himself—that he’s not a hedonistic rhinestone club kid, but a true diamond in the rough.

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In 1991 we find Steven deep in the Seattle club scene with his hot but destructive friend Adrian. They are the envy of everyone who knows them as they live the high club life like no one ever has. Now things will start to change for the guys as Steven meets the older businessman John. He introduces Steven to the future of huge possibilities and more importantly he becomes a motivation for Steven to leave the club scene behind and grow as a person. The party scene won't impress John as he has seen it all and now Steven has feelings for John but will the dreaded Adrian get in his way?

Adrian is a broken guy and uses people for what he can get out of them and lets be honest we all know this type of person. He has been friends with Steven for years and now that he might be replaced he starts acting quite cruel to Steven. I only wished we knew more about Adrian and his background. After a few things that happen, Steven is starting to finally see the real Adrian now that John has opened his eyes. Steven keeps reminding himself of John and he has become a huge motivation to keep pushing for the life he really desires. This is completely Stevens coming of age story as John motivates Steven but it's all Steven that actually is changing his for the better. I really enjoyed this coming of age story as it was told in a very different style which was just simply brilliant. I loved how the author created the character of Steven and the journey she took us on of self discovery of the person that he was always meant to be. The other characters were so beautifully developed in such a way that added to the character of Steven. John's character was so important as he showed Steven what was waiting for him in a world of huge opportunities. The author captured 1991 in Seattle so beautifully that I for one would have loved to experience life back then. This novel...This Charming Man was a sweet and brilliantly written novel that I recommend for all readers.

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“You said you came to Seattle for college. But what made you stay?” Steven asked.

John settled back in his chair, his collar gaping slightly, teasing Steven again with the soft skin of his throat and a glimpse of the tangle of hair on his chest.

“Ah, Seattle,” John mused. “You know after a beautiful day like this one, it’s impossible to imagine living anywhere else. Of course, we slog through so many grim days, but then the mountains finally come out, and the water reflects blue instead of grey. And from every view, it looks like you’re standing on top of the world, able to scale every peak. It’s hard to imagine living somewhere like New York, or even San Francisco.”

John paused and sipped his espresso, politely ignoring Steven’s intense scrutiny. In the pale evening sunlight Steven noticed that John’s hair was sandy blond, streaked faintly with white, not the pale blond Steven had seen indoors. His nose was a bit off center, as if it had been broken a long time ago. Setting his cup down, but keeping his hand on it, spinning it in the little plate, John continued. “I don’t think everyone gets it, but for some people, whether you’re from here or moved here, Seattle gets inside you, and you can’t help but love it.”

Inappropriate responses rose unbidden in Steven’s mind. I’d like you to get inside me and love it. I can’t help but love you. Fortunately, his fear of public embarrassment overruled any such comeback. Steven licked his lips, looking away—he’d find a better response if he couldn’t see John. He was supposed to be talking about Seattle, right? What did he like most?

“I’ve never lived anywhere else, but I’ve traveled a little. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as a sunrise over Mount Rainier on a clear day. Even just catching a glimpse of the mountain driving over the 520 bridge is a reminder of

how beautiful the world is. How we should all pay better attention.”

“The view of Rainier at sunrise from Drumheller fountain on the UW campus is probably one of the most spectacular things I’ve ever seen,” John said.

Steven nodded, wanting nothing more in the world than to watch the sunrise and the mountain with John.

“Speaking of UW,” John said. “How come you’re doing homework in July?”

“Trying to get through as quickly as possible. Summer means more credits in less time. And honestly, the classes are better. You only get the really serious students.”

“Ambitious.” John studied him.

“And what about you, John? What are you doing that you’re headed home from work only to do more work? I confess I’m not exactly sure what you do. I know Lisa works for you, but I’m embarrassed to admit I don’t have any idea what she does, except it involves finances. Or finance, which I know is different.”

“Ha, finance, yes. Lisa probably doesn’t want to bore you too much with the details. It’s easiest to say that I’m primarily in investment banking. Lisa helps oversee a few other ventures I have.”

“That sounds—”

“Boring?”

Steven laughed. “No, I’m sure it’s interesting. So you research companies, right? Learn about different technologies? No, that doesn’t sound boring at all. I want to know more.”

John grinned. “Yes, indeed, I do those things. It isn’t just moving money around.”

While John spoke, Steven was again distracted by his hands: unbuttoning his cuffs and carefully turning them up to the middle of his forearms. The hair on John’s arms was fine and pale like the hair on his head, though it might feel scratchy if Steven rubbed his cheek over it like a cat.

John continued to answer Steven’s question, and Steven found that he was truly as interested in what John had to

say as he was in discovering whether the skin on the inside of John’s wrist was salty. Squeezing his thighs together again to push back the rising physical attraction, Steven focused on John’s explanations.

“We make a lot of decisions about how much money to put where, and how to decide what kind of investments are best suited to each different investor. There’s so much research to do, we often take advice wherever we can get it,” John said. “If it’s a small company doing something new, it’s hard to gauge the market for what they are offering when no one has offered that before. Even with a restaurant, a new concept can make it hard to project what will happen.”

“I can see that with restaurants. Like all the Asian fusion places right now? Who could guess that just Chinese or Thai food wouldn’t be enough?” Steven sipped his coffee to keep more useless words from spilling out of his mouth.

“Exactly,” John laughed. “I regret not investing in one of those when I had the chance. But I thought the same: why would you blend all Asian food together? Yet it does seem to appeal to a wider audience, though I’d be hard pressed to tell you why.” He appeared at ease as he spoke, his hands turning in small gestures to punctuate his words. His crisp shirt and tie should be out of place on this porch full of people in scruffy jeans and flannel shirts, but his own innate calm made him appear he belonged here. When Steven first saw John, he’d pinned him as both out of place and fitting in perfectly, the same as now, though both the clothes and context were different.

“Do you invest in restaurants?” Steven asked, wanting just to listen. He enjoyed watching John talk so much.

“A couple, but just with friends I trust, and that I don’t mind losing money with. Too risky. Small business investing is great, but there are surer bets than restaurants. I do investments in larger companies for other people as well. A good chunk of my regular income is from making money for other people.”

“Wouldn’t you be better off making all the money for yourself to begin with?” Steven leaned back, aware he

mimicked John’s posture. Except his own casualness felt forced. John inhabited a parallel universe where people had enough money to lose on investments.

“You’d think so, but where does the money come from? If I have only ten dollars to invest in a good opportunity, but suppose someone offers to invest a thousand dollars and give me five percent? If I can see there’s a chance of a large return on their investment, then I have a chance to make even more money than I would on my own.”

“Like gambling with someone else’s money.” Steven pushed back his discomfort at discussing money at all. His upbringing discouraged discussions like this, but John was obviously comfortable with it. This was like another kind of coming out, where you could speak openly about anything, including money or religion, not just sex.

“Not even like it. It is gambling with someone else’s money. But it’s also helping people succeed in ways they couldn’t do on their own. It can be touchy if people don’t understand what they are risking. But the rewards can be great for everyone.” John sipped his espresso.

“Interesting. I’m reading a lot about software venture capitalism lately. It’s a complicated situation when the nerd geniuses have to present a vision to people who can’t understand the basics of what is happening with computers.”

“Yes, there’s likely a lot of missed opportunity right now. I know folks who’ve had IBM stock for decades are now finding themselves much wealthier. What will the future hold that we can’t yet see? What tech opportunity will we wish we’d been in on from the ground floor?”

Steven struggled to hold on to the thread of the conversation, too focused on John’s mouth.

“I feel like that about school right now,” Steven said, shaking off fantasies about the thick pink curve of John’s lips. School, he thought, willing down an ill-timed erection. “Computer science was the right choice, because I love it, not because it’s a moneymaking opportunity. But everyone we read about seems to be on the verge of discovery. Like,

all these new ideas are swirling around, nothing solid yet, but everyone waiting to see if they have the next big thing.”

“What do you think the next big things will be, Steven?” John leaned forward, head tipped to listen to Steven’s answer. Steven felt comfortably pinned under the intensity of John’s gaze.

“I don’t know. The Internet maybe. Access is becoming available to libraries all over the world. I can see information at a hundred other universities, just from my chair. And there’s so much information stored, I wonder how fast technology will catch up with it and how it will be kept safe.”

“Safe?”

“If we put all information on computers, then it’s like everything else in the world, right? Some people will want to hide things away, others will want to steal it. And what about financial transactions?”

“What about that?”

“The software all has to work together so when everything goes digital, people trust it enough to use it.”

John nodded. “I hadn’t thought about it, but you’re right. ‘When everything goes digital.’” He looked thoughtful as he repeated Steven’s words.

Steven went on. “Half my classes now are with students who’d be there anyway, who love math, or who get the way it works, like I do, and want to dig in and see what they can make. But there are others now, people more interested in thinking about what programs can do—and how they can make money off them. Not that that’s bad, it’s just a different outlook.”

Steven drank the rest of his now-cold coffee. John settled his chin in his fist, body tipped toward Steven. It was gratifying to be listened to like that.

“It’s made me think more about what I want to do,” Steven said. “Not just whether I help design code for software, but what kind of software? What will it do? How will it help people? It’s pretty exciting. It was like puzzle-

solving when I took my first class. But six months later, I’m thinking a bit about how I can help change the world.”

“I admire a man who sees when the road he’s chosen isn’t the right one and submits to finding the better road, the one that rewards him for hard work. You don’t seem at all afraid of hard work.” John’s voice dipped on the last sentence. Steven blinked. It was a compliment for sure, but Steven’s imagination and the gorgeous distractions of John’s body blurred his thinking, leading him to find a sexual charge in benign statements.

Dirty thoughts aside, he was elated that John appreciated Steven’s hard work. He rambled on, wanting the praise but not wanting to make too much of what he really did. Studying was merely time-consuming, not complicated.

“Yeah, it’s still all school: reading, studying, solving problems I initially don’t understand.” Steven waved his hands over the books spread out in front of him. “But it does feel exciting, like I’m where something is happening. Does that make sense? I mean, nothing happens at school except people talking about ideas. But this isn’t Philosophy. These ideas are going somewhere.”

“What’s wrong with Philosophy?” John said, smiling. “It’s what I studied as an undergrad. But yes, I understand what you mean.”

“Sorry, I wasn’t trying to insult you. I just meant that Philosophy is more abstract. More like pure math than computer science.”

John laughed. “I’m not insulted. I became neither a philosopher nor a professor. It was like what you said last time we talked, about Anthropology being appealing until you realize you’d have to work in academia forever. You figured that out much earlier than I did.”

“How did you end up going from Philosophy to finance?”

“The easy answer is that I was given a choice between being a penniless academic or having a large financial stake in my family’s business. Or, perhaps, what was exciting at eighteen seemed less practical at twenty-four, and I like to

think I’m a practical person. Of course, many other things happened.” John glanced at his watch.

“Do you have to go?” It was the proper question to ask, but Steven didn’t want the answer to be yes.

“Not yet.” John smiled. “Life has a funny way of pushing you in unexpected directions. Though sometimes it’s good to be pushed to take direction. But I’m sure you know that.”

John licked his lips. Steven was almost convinced that he was being teased. Honestly, the idea had never crossed his mind, but the thought of John directing him, telling Steven where to touch and what to do, burned through Steven’s belly. He twisted slightly in his chair.

“So what do you do when you’re not making other people rich? For fun?” In any other situation it would be laughable that Steven changed the subject away from school, because he was getting hot and bothered. Though if John was doing it on purpose, there likely was no safe subject.

“For fun? Depends on your definition of fun. I restore old furniture. It takes a little woodworking and a lot of sanding and chemicals, but once I learned how satisfying it is to repair old things, I couldn’t stop.”

“That makes sense.”

When John looked quizzically at him, Steven explained. “Your hands. They aren’t office guy hands.” Steven cringed at what he’d revealed about how closely he’d observed John. “Why furniture?”

John glanced down at his hands and swiped his thumb over the calluses on his palm as he spoke. “I bought an older house and spent years working with a couple friends to restore it, to take the 1950s revisions out and get back closer to its original. I had to learn to do woodwork refinishing as I went along. When I was done with the house, I started furnishing it with secondhand furniture that needed as much love as the house did. It’s become an addiction.” John looked distant, dreamy. Steven became convinced that he’d just imagined the flirty, dirty undertone in John’s comments.

“Where’s your house?” As innocent as that question might sound, Steven was crossing a line.

“Sixteenth, off Prospect, near the Park.” John tilted his head to indicate north, a few blocks from where they sat.

“Nice. Wow, nice up there. I live on Mercer and Bellevue. Totally different world.”

“More apartments and fewer houses, for sure,” John said.

“I’m sure your neighbors aren’t all junkies and rock musicians. Well, mine might just be rock musicians and not junkies, since they can afford the rents. It’s hard to tell the difference.”

“Capitol Hill has changed so much in the last fifteen years, since I first moved here. I’m not entirely sure that my neighbors aren’t all rock stars, or at least involved in some shady activity to afford the prices now.” John again looked at his watch, and then up into the darkening sky. Steven’s heart fell. “Look how late it is. I’m afraid I’ve kept you from your homework again.”

“No, I asked you to stay, which kept you from your own work. Sorry I rambled on.”

“If rambling is the charge, then I think we’re both guilty.” John winked. Steven smiled involuntarily. John’s eyes stayed locked on Steven’s. “As before, you’ve were very informative, Steven. You are full of useful information about technology. Do you mind if I make use of you and your knowledge?” John stroked his fingertips on the back of Steven’s hand, a too-brief questioning touch. Then John’s hand was back in his own lap.

Certain now that he hadn’t imagined the suggestiveness in John’s comments, Steven swallowed hard and tried his own game. He said, “Of course. Whatever you need. Use me any way you want.”

John’s eyebrows went up. His smile twisted into a promising smirk. “I’ll definitely use you, Steven.” Steven flushed, leaning toward John, wanting to feel John’s fingers on his hand again, anywhere on him. John said, “Unfortunately, tonight I do have other people’s money to

gamble with. Or at least a lot of paperwork to that end. I should get going.”

Steven smothered his disappointment. “Yes, and I should finish my homework. We aren’t going to change the world sitting here drinking coffee.”

“You never know. Maybe this conversation will set off a spark for you, set you on the right path. Though I’d say you’re nearly there.”

John stood. Steven did too, reaching for the touch he wanted from John’s handshake. John gripped tightly, his fingers brushing over the pulse in Steven’s wrist. He looked into Steven’s eyes again.

“Steven, you’ve been a lovely diversion tonight. Perhaps next time we meet, I won’t be pulled away by work. And we can take our time with each other.”

“I’d like that.” Steven felt his chest heave as the words came out. He tried to smile a normal, friendly goodbye.

John’s smile curled in wry satisfaction. Steven had no doubt that John’s word choices had been intentional.

Steven stayed standing, staring dumbly at the deck’s empty steps where John had departed. He sank back into his chair, exhilarated and shaky.

The thrill of this fantasy was new, that an attractive, smart man understood him. This wasn’t just about sexual desire. Trying to focus on the pages he needed to read, Steven strayed from wondering how John’s mouth might feel pressed against his to imagining the house John had restored with his own calloused hands. He pictured them in the dining room, reading the paper together before work, discussing whether Apple would ever be a worthwhile investment. Or sitting in front of an old marble fireplace arguing the merits of Philosophy versus mathematical solutions. Would Steven do all the cooking? Or would John come in and help when they had dinner parties?

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A Seattle native now living in the southern American hinterlands, Ajax Bell likes pretty boys, beautiful women, and good jokes. She believes the best things in life are loud music and bourbon. No matter what the task she always has right pair of shoes. She's never been a sea captain but a background in library sciences and a lifetime of pencil pushing has left her with a rich fantasy life and a compulsive need to write it down. She hopes to one day own a genetically altered hippopotamus the size of a small dog.

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A Restored Man-Book 3 by Jaime Reese Cover Reveal!!!

1/15/2015

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Title: A Restored Man

Series: The Men of Halfway House #3

Author: Jaime Reese

Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 17, 2015

Cole Renzo thinks his greatest challenge is to behave for the remainder of his term at Halfway House. Until he meets his new boss, Ty Calloway, a man who ticks off every box on Cole's list of interests.

A sought-after restorer and customizer of exotic and collectible cars, Ty had enough confidence to command what he wanted in life, until one fateful night changed everything. Almost two years later, he’s slowly rebuilding his life with great control. He's defied the odds and works tirelessly to be the man he once was—but he still feels broken.

Cole’s candor and unfiltered personality awaken Ty’s barely-remembered desire to greet each new day with a smile, while Ty’s unwavering acceptance of Cole’s quirks and brash humor makes Cole feel as if he fits in for the first time in far too long. When a nemesis threatens Ty’s personal restoration and the things he holds dear, Cole is determined to protect their relationship, even if that means sacrificing everything he’s worked so hard to achieve.

But Ty will have to let his guard down, surrender control, and admit he needs Cole first, even if that puts himself at risk of breaking beyond repair.

“Excuse me,” Ty said, before making his way to the kitchen. He poked his head inside and saw Cole bent over on the left hand side, searching for, then finding, a pan in the bottom drawer of the cabinet. He couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his lips when he saw Spider-Man peeking out from the top of Cole’s jeans.
“I told you to get out. You’re not fucking this up,” Cole said, his back still turned to Ty.
Ty smiled, leaned up against the doorframe and waited.
Cole looked over his shoulder, a huge smile immediately spreading across his face. “Hey, you,” he said, straightening.
Ty walked over to him and wrapped an arm around Cole’s waist. He reached out and brushed his thumb against Cole’s cheek, his hand finally steadying once he grazed Cole’s warm skin.
“That’s a big smile,” Cole said.
“I saw Spider-Man,” Ty said, chuckling.
Cole raised an eyebrow and wrapped his arms around Ty’s waist. “If I had known he turned you on that much, I would have worn a blue and red onesie to the shop under my work clothes.”
Ty bit back a smile. He tugged on Cole’s T-shirt. “You look good out of your shop clothes.”
Cole pulled Ty closer. “I look good out of these clothes too,” he said, waggling his eyebrows.
Ty reached up and ran his finger along the edge of Cole’s beanie. “Do you ever take this off?”
“When you sleep with me, you can take it off.”
Ty looked into the mismatched eyes that held a wealth of mischief. “I’m not sleeping with you.”
Cole pulled Ty into a kiss, gripping his hair, unmistakably guiding him exactly where he wanted Ty to be. Ty’s heart pounded relentlessly against his chest, his body betraying his last spoken words and demanding more contact. His fingers twisted the edge of Cole’s jeans, drawing him in, craving the closeness of Cole’s thick, hard body.
Cole withdrew, the desire unmistakably still burning in his eyes. “Yes, you will,” he said. “You won’t be able to resist this much awesomeness for long.”
Ty bit his lip, trying to hide a smile. He liked it when Cole got feisty.
Cole ran the tip of his finger down Ty’s neck, then tugged at the collar of Ty’s polo shirt. “Aww, you didn’t dress up for me,” he said with an exaggerated pout. “Will I ever see you in a suit?”
“Why do you want to see me in a suit?”
“Seriously? You'd look hot in a suit. I'd probably want to rip it off.”
“So what's the point of wearing the suit?” Ty asked, tugging Cole closer.
“Foreplay.”
Ty burst into laughter and touched his forehead to Cole’s. “You’re impossible.”
“You should do that more often.”
“What's that? Foreplay?”
“Laugh.” Cole smiled. “And wear suits. But I would totally be on board with foreplay, too,” he finished, waggling his eyebrows.


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Favorite Son by Will Freshwater Blog Tour!!! 5 Star Review, Author Videos and Giveaway!!!

1/13/2015

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Book Title: Favorite Son
Author: Will Freshwater
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Book Length: 204 pages
Genre: Gay, Romance
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Born into a blue-collar family, John Wells beat the odds and came out a winner. As chief of staff to Patrick Donovan, a US senator and aspiring presidential candidate, he enjoys all the power and privilege of a DC insider. But while riding high on a wave of success, he’s blindsided by a series of betrayals from the people he trusts the most. In the space of a single day, John's perfect life unexpectedly unravels when his career falters and his marriage implodes. Following a final, devastating blow, John assumes a new identity as “Peter” and flees to Provincetown, where a tight-knit community of eclectic characters slowly transforms him. Peter finds himself drawn to Danny Cavanaugh, an enigmatic carpenter who is struggling to come to terms with his own troubled past. As they work together to renovate a local landmark, the two men forge an unlikely friendship that blossoms into love and becomes the foundation for a new life they hope to build together. But when a reversal of fortune pulls John back to DC, the treacherous world of politics he thought he’d left behind threatens to destroy his chance at true happiness.

Favorite Son by Will Freshwater!!!

John Wells was born into a blue collar family and against all odds facing him he made it. He is the Chief Of Staff to Patrick Donovan a US senator and the president hopeful. John is doing extremely well for himself but then one day he is betrayed by the people he trust most in the world. In one day, everything he has worked so hard for comes crashing down with his career and the end of his marriage. Then the final blow happens and he decides to leave it all behind and assumes a new identity (Peter) and this new name has a heartfelt meaning behind it.

While in his new life in a new place, Peter finds himself quite attracted to Danny, a carpenter who has issues with his own past as well. Now they are working together and becoming good friends and falling in love with each other. He finds out that, what sent him running from DC has now completely turned around in his favor and pulls him back to the political world. This treacherous life in DC could very possibly ruin any chances he has at love and a happy life with Danny.

This was such a joy to read an M/M novel written by a gay man and written from a gay mans perspective. I truly enjoyed the writing style of Mr. Freshwater and the journey he takes his readers on is simply brilliant. I was so completely impressed with the character of John/Jeff and everything he lost and was still open to finding love again. This is a great political story and I highly recommend it to anyone who loves to read about MM romance, political life, drama, intrigue, betrayal, journey of self discovery and unconditional love!!!

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Will Freshwater was born and raised in a small steel town outside Pittsburgh. He graduated, cum laude, from Boston College and was awarded a Juris Doctorate from the

University of Pittsburgh School of Law. Will has lived and worked in Boston, Philadelphia, Washington, DC, and Tampa. Although he has spent the better part of the

last twenty years working as a successful corporate attorney, Will can happily confirm that his true vocation is writing. He currently resides in Morristown, New Jersey with his

husband, Stephen, and their golden retriever, Rory. Favorite Son is Will's debut novel, and he is hard at work on his second novel.

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Here Comes Trouble by A.E. Via! 5 Star Review, Excerpt, Trailer and Giveaway!!!

1/9/2015

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Author A.E. Via
Title: HERE COMES TROUBLE
Series: NOTHING SPECIAL #3
M/M GAY ROMANCE CONTEMPORARY
Edited by: Tina Adamski
Cover Artist – Princess SO
PAGE COUNT – 261
Release Date: November 28, 2014
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Blurb

Detectives Mark Ruxsberg and Chris Green are very good at their jobs. Being the enforcers for God and Day's notorious Atlanta PD Narcotics Task Force causes the crazy duo to get into more trouble than they can often get out of. The pair never misses out on an opportunity to drive their Lieutenants crazy with their dangerous, reckless, and costly stunts, landing them in the hot seat in front God... often.

Ruxs and Green love their jobs and they don't mind the very demanding schedule that leaves them little time for socializing or dating. It was fine with them, they enjoyed hanging out with each other anyway.

However, most of the men in their close circle of friends and colleagues are pairing off and settling down. God has Day, Ro has Johnson, and their Sergeant Syn has Furious.

For the past several years, Ruxs has only sought out the advice and company of one person, his partner and best friend Green, and vice versa. Both of these alpha males are presumed straight, but neither can deny the heat that's building in their once 'just friends' relationship.

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Here Comes Trouble (Book 3 in the Nothing Special Series) by A.E. Via!!!

Detectives Mark Ruxsberg and Chris Green are great at what they do and are hot guys and I mean hot. They are the enforcers of God and Day's Atlanta Narcotics Task Force. They are constantly in trouble with their reckless and dangerous stunts. Everyone in their friends group are settling down and now Ruxs and Green have something to think about. These guys are best friends, work partners and thought to be straight but now they find themselves facing certain feelings about each other.

Ruxs and Green have worked so well together and come to depend on each other very much. Ruxs starts having feelings for Green and he's so afraid to share them as it might alter the great friendship they share. One night something happens to Ruxs and he shows up at Greens place, all bloodied and through high emotions, certain secrets are revealed and it changes the dynamics of their relationship. All I can say is the scene with Ruxs and his drug addicted mother was one of the hardest reads due to the cruel and vile things she said to him but was the most brilliant writing I have come across.

The authors beautiful description of the characters and sub-characters and how she develops such an amazing novel was just simply brilliant. How she brought Ruxs and Green from best friends to boyfriends was so seamless and it flowed so organically. I thought it was such a great change from the typical MM/Gay novels where the angst is usually between the gay son and father to big time conflict between Ruxs and his wicked mother. It was so realistically and heartbreakingly done that it left me quite emotional. I enjoyed the sub-story of Curtis, the young boy that Green takes on and how they love and protect him was so sweet to read. I for one couldn't get enough of this beautifully and so well written novel and I didn't want it to end. I truly recommend this book...Here Comes Trouble by A.E. Via for everyone who wants to read a great novel filled with hot detectives, angst, drama, intrigue, unconditional love and heartfelt emotions.

At the first touch of Green’s hands to Ruxs’ lower back had him jumping against it. “Shh. Relax, Mark. It’s okay,” Green whispered. He could see the frown-line between Ruxs’ closed eyes.

“Just breathe in deep,” he said while smoothing his palms in an outward motion against the firm muscles. His touch was light at first. Simply letting the aromas permeate through his system to relax him. When he saw the creases began to smooth out on Ruxs’ handsome face, Green began to use his palm over palm technique, rotating in circular motions on one side of his spine and then over to the other. When he started driving out the strain by using a palm on either side of his spine and driving up to his neck. Ruxs began to moan quietly.

Oh god. He’d never heard him sound so relieved.

“Chris,” Ruxs groaned.

“I know it feels good. Relax, I got you,” Green said softly against Ruxs’ ear. He felt Ruxs’ hips flex under him and he wondered for a second if he was putting too much weight on his thighs. So he rose up some and rubbed more oil and began to focus on Ruxs’ broad shoulders. He worked his palms and knuckles into the knots until he couldn’t feel them anymore. Ruxs’ breathing was heavy, almost panting. He should be more relaxed by now. He’d been massaging for over thirty minutes. If it was him, he’d probably be sleep already, but Ruxs seemed to be getting even more anxious. Damnit.

“Come on, man. Try to calm down.” Green leaned in again. He pressed his chest against Ruxs’ slick back and felt him take a stuttering breath. He spoke in the most calming tone his deep voice could muster. “Hey. Shhh. Breathe deep for me. You’re gonna be okay. We’re gonna get through this, man. I’m not going to ever let you go through anything alone. You have me, always.”

**********

Oh my fuckin’ god. He’s killing me. Ruxs tried to take a deep breath but he couldn’t. Green probably thought he was losing his mind or still freaking out about his mom. But Ruxs was struggling with the enormous amount of passion coursing through his body. Green was all over him, pressing that solid chest into his back, pushing him deliciously into the plush mattress with

all that brawn, and oh god, it felt so good – too good. He struggled to breathe, not because he was stressed, it was because his sensitive nipples were hard and aching to be flicked, and his cock was like steel trapped beneath him, throbbing and pulsing with every strong stroke Green pushed into his muscles.

Green’s voice was deep and soothing as he tried – to no avail – to calm him. Only thing that would work is if Ruxs flipped over and Green let him rut against him like a wild beast until he came with a roar.

AUTHOR BIO:

A.E. Via is still a fairly new author in the beautiful gay erotic genre. Her writing embodies everything from spicy to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.

When she’s not clicking away at her laptop, she devotes herself to her family—a husband and four children, her two pets, a Maltese dog and her white Siamese cat, ELynn, named after the late, great gay romance author E. Lynn Harris.

While this is only her sixth novel, she has plenty more to come. So stalk her – she loves that - because the male on male action is just heating up!

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